Floral Love

day eighteen

Bonjour, Rose!

Comment allez-vous sur cette belle jour, Ethan? ( How are you this lovely day, Ethan?)

Well, I never expected to come so far.

I thought so.

Hey! Rude.

That's my middle name.

I thought you were harsh.

You still remember? My name is Rose Harsh Rude May.

May is your last name? I'm kind of surprised I figured out just now.

I thought you were going to make a terrible pun right now. I'm thankful that you didn't.

Woah, Harsh May, Your words may rip through my heart like thorns on a rose.

Nice try.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

Wait, what?

"Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move his aides, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt love."

I didn't understand a thing you just said.

Love is not meant to be understood.

Love? Well, Okay... Also, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday.

Ethan sighs.

I know, Rose, I was really rude yesterday. You and your dad probably hate me.

No, of course not. Maybe my dad does, but I don't. I know how it feels to have a bad day.

Thanks.

Is your fever better now?

I don't know, I've been taking my medicines.

It should get better soon.

Maybe, maybe not.

In honor of your suffering from a fever, I will give you a free flower.

Really?

No. Do you think we run a store to buy air?

Wow, is this not a store to buy air? Sorry I came to the wrong store.

Are you going to buy a flower then?

You know me so well.

Our freshest ones are on that shelf

Thank you. Don't miss me too long.

Dear, Ethan.

You called?

Just look for your flower!

*

You know, I kinda like this one.

The chrysanthemum?

No, my foot.

Okay, the flower costs $1.80.

My foot.

Thanks for paying.

My foot.

Have a good day, Ethan.

My foot.

Shut up.

My foot.

Bye.

My foot.

What the actual heck? Did you just stick your foot in my face, Ethan? I will get you for this, damn you!